[Chorus] Ridin, survivin Tryin not to die and tryna cop a island 5'9 and, sleazy The game needs me, cause I'm drama I got problems, I can't resolve 'em It's no beefin, I can't call 'em I'm ridin, survivin Tryin not to die then, look him in his eyes then [Royce Da 5'9] Royce 5'9, YEAH.. yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, remember me? The hype man that came in to blaze shit Brought in by the white man like I came on a slave ship and chains; no master can turn his back on the only rapper can match him and burn him on his own track with him No goin back with him; cause holmes actin like he got Capone backin him (why?) He's gone platinum WOW, I'm hurt, cause now his words Cause now he famous 'bout as down to earth as it rains the worst My value will grow with my next release CUT THE CHECK, I suggest you invest in extra ink My next album should raise the brow of every man, woman and child And today, I gotta get paid You got a sign on your door that says Keep Out I can't fire no more, I can't reach out You truly know more later after you learn My last favor to ask you was when, Don't do me no more favors [Chorus] [Royce - over Chorus] Yeah, yeah, yeah 5'9, yeah Cause I'm drama, yeah! How the fuck you gon' forget about me niggaz? [Outro: Royce Da 5'9] Yeah, yeah, I'ma show you muh'fuckers how to go from no buzz, to a big-ass buzz I'm a ill motherfucker I don't need nobody to hold my motherfuckin hand Whatever niggaz, one hun'ned '03 is my year nigga, Royce 5'9 The drama king nigga, DRAMA [Chorus] [Royce - over Chorus] Rock City Version 2.0 in stores right now Feel me! Dead or Alive the new album comin in Spring niggaz If you gonna go buy the motherfucker pray for me If not, FIGHT ME! Motherfucker, holla!